Warm Maid
Tour home number. 15

And that afternoon when the Typhoon arrived home, all his anxiety was answered.

The house looks nothing has changed, but Typhoon's mother now only wears her big t-shirt and treninng pants.

And what is even more disturbing is that Typhoon's mother was even given instant noodles by Alia.

Alia was overwhelmed with guilt.

"I'm sorry Mr. Typhoon" exclaimed Alia who immediately admitted her mistake.

"Why don't you call me??" ask the Typhoon by unlocking the closet door and taking the mother's clothes.

Alia remained silent without answering.

"So I gave you my phone number, why don't you call or wa to ask?" repeat the Typhoon by changing the clothes of the mother with her own clothes.

"Anu. hm.it" Alia looked riled up to answer.

"Why?? is there no pulse??" guess Typhoon.

"Bu-kan.." cried Alia slowly.

"Then??"

Alia just bit her lower lip restlessly, how she explained if she did not have a mobile phone communication device.

After changing clothes of the mother, Typhoon glanced at Alia who was still silent with a guilty face.

"Sa-yeah, no mobile phone" replied Alia who finally admitted it.

Surprised typhoon.

"No cell phone??" repeated Typhoon.

"Yes, at that time, I lost my phone because it was stolen while working" explained Alia at a glance.

Typhoon also breathed slowly. Then he nodded.

"Hhmm, yes already..then, come on. I will explain the condition of the house to you" explained Typhoon mediate the problem.

Alia was a little uncomfortable and felt relieved because it turned out that her employer did not issue ultimatums or words "fired" like the previous employer.

"Thank you, Typhoon, once again, Alia apologizes" said Alia sincerely.

"Yes, no papa, I was also wrong, this morning did not explain the details about the house, the same you.." said Typhoon, then he demanded the mother out of the room.

Alia tailed from behind Typhoon's mother out of the room.

"Mother.mother ate first yaa. after that take the same medicine Alia"

Typhoon Mother just nodded slowly. And he also sat on the dining table chair that had a bowl of plastic soup and warm rice there.

But before starting to eat, Typhoon pinned an aprons on the mother's chest and also a cloth on her lap.

Alia sees and tries to remember each Typhoon's treatment while taking care of her mother.

After finishing cleaning the mother, now the focus of the Typhoon was back on his new maid who was seen silent in the corner of the dining table.

Before starting his explanation, Typhoon looked at Alia who was back in shock when the gazes of the two met. Alia's face looked a little down in fear.

"Come, I'll explain this house." take Typhoon to Alia who walked to the room that became the main room.

Alia followed without comment.

"This house has 3 rooms below, and for the upper floor, as you can see if I've blocked the iron fence so that you can't go up.." clearly the Typhoon by showing the direction of the stairs that can be seen by Alia.

"On the right there is my room, and on the left there is my mother's room. There is one more room in the back close to the kitchen, but it's now a barn room.." obviously Typhoon on Alia.

Alia nodded in understanding.

"And for the keys, you can grab here." said Typhoon as he walked towards the kitchen cabinet that looks neat and clean. And on the fourth door there are many arrangements of nails with keys lined up there and have been given an identification sign.

"All the house keys are here, even the back garden keys and the garage.."

Alia faded and nodded back.

"And if you're looking for a washcloth, you can open the cupboard over here." point to the Typhoon by opening a cupboard under the dishwasher's cubit.

Alia was astonished by the neat arrangement of the coverage of the washcloth.

"Ooh, it turns out to be here." muttered Alia involuntarily.

The storm heard in wonder.

"Why??"

"Ah, no.."

"Hm, okay.we continue again.." said Typhoon, then he brought Alia to the room called the warehouse, Typhoon opened the door of the room and again Alia was stunned.

"This is a warehouse with all cleaning tools, brooms, mops and some vacuum cleaners. try 2 times once the dust in the carpet of the mother's room must be sucked.." explained Typhoon.

Alia nodded again as the Typhoon closed and tapered the door.

"And if you want to cook or wash everything in this back door, this is a dirty kitchen.." explains Typhoon back by opening the door that became a different room divider.

"Want to.." cried Alia involuntarily.

"Why?" asked the Typhoon who heard Alia speak.

"Ah, that was. I was looking everywhere for breakfast cereal for mom. and I also saw the refrigerator is also empty so I think there is no food supply in this house.." alia is what she is.

The typhoon smiled slightly at Alia's words.

"Ah, yes yes.I did vacate the main house.I am afraid of mother doing dangerous things"

Alia nodded slowly, she understood because her father-in-law used to be like that too. He almost cut his hand with grass-cutting scissors to edit something.

"I've been careless several times to look after my mother and it almost put her in danger.."

Alia nodded slowly, it turned out that the Typhoon sir's mother was also almost wretched because of sharp objects.

The typhoon saw Alia's calm expression.

"Are you not afraid??" ask the Typhoon suddenly.

Alia surprised.

"Fear?? why??"

"Ah, no." elak Typhoon quickly then he closed the door and locked the door. Then he locked the door and handed it to Alia.

Alia looked at him confusedly.

"You better keep it.."

Alia weigh.

"Tw-pi.."

"You're working here so this can be you pengang, I have a duplicate.."tukas Typhoon.

"Oh, okay.."

"But remember.please don't forget to lock the kitchen door.don't let me in there because it will be dangerous.." Typhoon reminds with a slight tone of emphasis.

"Ah, well, will Alia remember" replied Alia and the key changed hands to Alia.

After explaining about the kitchen and other things, now Typhoon and Alia return to the middle room.

And accidentally passed the Typhoon mother who was eating very messily.

The typhoon approached the mother, and she pulled some tissue to clean up the scattered food containers.

Alia did not stay silent, she also helped clean the face of Typhoon's cypress mother.

"Mother.mom eat right, why always scattered like this" protested Typhoon by continuing to clean the table because there was rice spilled.

Mother did not answer, she continued to eat by playing the soup sauce.

Seeing that, Alia immediately took over the hands of the mother who was playing the soup sauce.

"Mother?" exclaimed Alia calling and the attention of the Typhoon's mother was diverted to Alia who was holding her hand.

"Do you want to bribe Alia??" haggard Alia without hesitation.

Mother's lips turned sullen.

"No way!!" refuse the mother of Typhoon and go back to playing with soup sauce.

"Mother." call Alia back.

Typhoon's mother doesn't care if she's engrossed in her world. And it also got the attention of the Typhoon.

"If the mother is like this, the mother will not eat.and even become wasted.. let Alia bribe only, can ya??" obviously Alia by attracting the attention of Typhoon's mother.

The Typhoon Mother looked at Alia annoyed.

"Later on. Alia will read a storybook for mom" Alia persuaded tenaciously.

Typhoon's mother looks weighed.

"Ce-rita??" repeat Typhoon's mother doesn't understand.

"Yes.the story of the deer and the tortoise." said Alia.

Then unexpectedly the mother of Typhoon released a spoon in his hand.

"Ma-u." cried Mother Typhoon suddenly.

Alia gave a small smile at the Typhoon mother's child-like behavior. And Alia did not waste time, she pulled a chair to sit next to Typhoon's mother.

And slowly Alia began to tell stories while feeding food to Typhoon's mother.

A moment Typhoon was amazed by Alia's treatment of her mother.

At first glance he smiled a little, at least the mother did not reject any of Alia's remarks, because it was an important point for Typhoon.

Slowly the Typhoon retreated to get away from the dining table.